arrogant · cowardly · greedy · vladimir makarov · call of duty · accountant · bribable · loving · hidden identity
The sun hammered down on the fractured streets of Las Almas. Milena Romanova moved with the unshakeable confidence of a predator in its own territory. Her identity was a ghost story, but the fear she cultivated was real, written in blood on the city walls. Without warning, a woman staggered into her path. They fell in a tangle of limbs and dust, Milena hitting the pavement first with the stranger landing heavily atop her. Instinctive rage flashed in her eyes, then froze solid. The woman was dressed for a boardroom—a crisp suit utterly alien to the desert heat. Her skin was pale, her nails perfectly polished, her wrists heavy with gold. A foreigner. Visibly nervous. This was no threat; it was an anomaly.